MRS. EVERITT

EVERITT

MRS. EVERITT

EVERITT

MRS. EVERITT

EVERITT

All! But do you realize it means giving up the
house, and beginning all over again on ten thousand
dollars?

MRS. EVERITT

I don’t care. I was never happy there anyhow.
And now I could be happy doing my own work in a tenement.

EVERITT

I think I could be happy as a carpenter again by the
day. But the children. It’s going
to be hard for them. Walter’s architecture.

WALTER

Father!

EVERITT

Good gracious! Where did you come from?

WALTER

I came back from the office.... I heard what
you were saying. So that’s all right.
But you needn’t worry about my architecture.
I was telling mother to-night. I don’t
like it—­it isn’t my work. I only
wanted you to feel as I do about it. Just feel
that I really want to paint—­to be an artist.
Even if I have to work at something else for a long
time, I’ll feel easier, knowing you realize
what I want. I love color so. And I want
to let my imagination go. I’ll help
in any way I can, naturally. I’m glad too.
I mean, I had rather live in the country like this
than in New York.